blindly through cloud,
but in the afternoon you find an island,
and set to the day, then the evening then,
exhausted, you lie down to sleep
and wake again, wrapped with cloud
it was there behind your eyelids,
before the dawn, before the alarm:
you hate everyone,
you'll never look like yourself,
everything is fucked,
etcetera, etcetera,
you get yourself out of bed,
force yourself to dance a little,
shower, eat, breathe,
you don't see the breath in front,
spending a whole morning stumbling
blindly through cloud,
but in the afternoon you find an island,
and set to the day, then the evening then,
exhausted, you lie down to sleep,
and wake again, wrapped with cloud
it was there behind your eyelids,